Performed live by Rainbowtruth @ Irish Brigade Fredricksburg, VA circa late 1990's. Barnett: Guitar/lead vocal Osborne: Drums/back-up vocal Duff: Guitar Bowers: Bass

This track needed some drums. Nothing from my usual percussion sound palette fit. Nothing from my sample library worked in the all-acoustic world I had created. I labored over it for days. I scratched my head. I pondered. I worried. It…

Now here, boys and girls, is the reason why I am not a hip-hop artist.

There is more than one sort of flush, you know.

When I wrote this my girlfriend at the time had two shelter rescue cats who happened to be kittens at the time.

My first foray into tropicals happened about this time. I was keeping neon tetras. Unfortunately I could not keep them for very long. Now (2013) I have a tank full of long-finned zebra-striped danios; they keep much better. The danios are…

I love this song's enigmatic title. I shall give you a hint: the two beings mentioned in the title are the same species. I shan't say more (unless you ask nicely).

Dedicated to Mr. Lynch. No, not David Lynch the filmmaker. No, not Dave Lynch the Sacramento fusion guitarist, either. I mean that other Mr. Lynch--the one who wrote that fine tune "Celestial Soda Pop." Thanks, Ray. :)

This is my absolute best boy-Enya impression. Sorry I couldn't do better.

This song is about a REAL homeless man who used to stand out in front of the local Safeway asking for change. Once I saw him inside the store sipping a grande Starbucks and he pretended he was not the same man I had seen out front for months…

Fans of Holy Grail already know where I nicked this title and do not require this hint. Those who do not appreciate Python probably don't know and will never bother to look for it. Why then did I type this comment? I don't know that! Aaaaaaargh!

Well, it's about Eden. Almost.